Di mana syahadahmu ?

Di mana syahadahmu

Apakah kerna lahirmu

Di dunia ini; merintis

Atau mungkin sekadar bicaramu

Kerna lahirmu sebagai Islam

Di mana syahadahmu

Apakah kerna perbuatanmu

Lima perkara; seperti olah biasa

Yakinnya menutup enam dalam Satu

Qul huwallahu ahad

Tapi mana zuhudmu

Di mana syahadahmu

Syahadah tanpa zuhud alpa

Begitulah kita dan semua

La ilaha illa anta subhanaka

inni kuntu minadzolimin

Syahidnya kita adalah kepada diri

Written in fate

The wind at times changes its direction

Cloud may seem to be bright

Will you know when it going rain?

It may take times sooner or later

For all that matters, if you knows it

We are in a circle and chronically attach

Written in fate

Have you ever wondered?

You present here were from yesterday

Well my friends you don’t see rainbow everyday

Success matters are not free gifts

It may takes times and your sweat

But then again nothing is stronger than fate

We are in a circle and chronically attach

Menghembus nafas Hu ALLAH

Menanti itu penat

Semalam menjadi kelmarin

Kelmarin berlalu pergi

Kala rasa itu indah

Masa tak terfikir luput

Namun sudah tergadah

Menanti itu penat

Siang berlalu malam berganti

Waktu bagai tak terpisah

Menghembus nafas Hu ALLAH

Lalai leka dan lupa

Itulah sebenarnya kita

Menanti itu penat

Ditulis tanggal ‎, ‎August ‎06, ‎2014 (Rabu)
Jam: 9:48:02 malam

Di mata zahir kerana itu syariatnya

Melihat

Apa yang lain nampak

Tapi hamba melihat lain

Di mata zahir kerana itu syariatnya

Di mata hati kerana itu adalah jadinya

Hamba melihat dan berfikir

Sungguh hamba bersyukur

Alhamdulillah

Semalam berlalu

Hamba tidak meyesal dan merintih

Kerna hamba hanya berada di sini

Atas apa dan segala adalah kerna  YANG ESA

Ia hamba melihat semalam

Kadangkala melihat semalam

Sungguh hamba bersyukur

Alhamdulillah

Gambaran

Itulah yang hamba lihat

Melayu mudah ditipu. Melayu bila-bila kena tipu

Melayu ni mudah TERTIPU
Sampai bila-bila pun TERTIPU

Hei Melayu
Sering kali kau melaungkan
Mengaum bagai Singa lapar
Terjerat dan tertangkap sudah
Singa kini kau menjadi jinak
Tiada tinggal di hutan belantara
Apa yang ada adalah penjara

Hei Melayu

Cuba kau lihat sejarah silammu
Adakah engkau ini pengemis
Adakah engkau ini nelayan
Atau mungkin lanun di lautan
Bukan aku yang cakap macam tu
Coretan sejarah di ubah gantinya
Nak hapuskan BANGSAmu bodoh
Hapuskan sejarah nenek moyangmu
Bahlul

Hei Melayu
Aku tak percaya kepada TUAH
Biarpun Si JEBAT yang derhaka
Apakah kamu ni pekak buta dan tuli
Memanglah kita hidup dalam budaya
Tapi apa agamamu apa syariatmu
Maka itulah punca Raja hilang kuasa
Nah kau lihat sekarang dan dulu
Nak mampos kau nak ulangi lagi

Hei Melayu

Jiwa aku kerap memberontak

Aku benci kotak fikiranmu
Tanahmu tergadai
Rumahmu terjual
Ada apa dengan harta pusaka
Pusaka kamu hanya bercerita
Kisah masa-masa lampau
Tapi ada suatu perkara NYATA
Melayu seangkatan TALIBARUT
Begitu ramai duduk di kota
Di seberang tambak pun ada

Hei Melayu
Jika kamu berpanjikan kalimah
Jika kamu berpayung syahadah
Tapi kenapa kamu ini masih DUNGU
Bukan aku suruh kamu buat kamu
Meroyan sana dan sini BODOH
Cubalah berfikir menjadi matang
Nenek moyangmu telah tertipu
Kini dengan ilmu pun kau kena tipu

Hei Melayu
Kita bukan lagi di zaman penjajah
Tapi mindamu masih terjajah
Termangu dibuai mimpi indah
Bahasamu kini mulai tercabar
Salah siapa tanya diri salah siapa
Telah termaktub dalam perundangan
Melayu adalah bahasaku

Hei Melayu
Kalau aku kerap bercerita
Tetap tak akan ada kesudahan
Yang lalu usah kau tangiskan
Kau perlu bangkit perlu pengorbanan
Kau harus berani mencuba
Tapi kalau kertas kau coret sama
Malang sungguh KETURUNANmu

Melayu mudah ditipu
Melayu bila-bila kena tipu

(Masrulhakim)

The fragments of yesterday is no longer valid

The fragments of yesterday is no longer valid only reminisces of the past a knowledge experience which may become a solid foundation as present how to anticipate life presently. Basically we are in a chapter of our own and creation of our own either to know it or clueless in a reluctant to understand facts. The question is to ask yourself, who you really are? Blood-relation will not guarantee that you will be known and for a matter of facts even to your closes friends. A person needs to understand the facts of himself or herself and the significance of life. Bear in minds we all are in facts have our responsibilities. Knowing the priority and yes at times require selfishness because majority people in life forget you thus when you give don’t ask kindness to come back. Either you give in or ignore. There are others things practically need your attention. The negatively cosmos input will only generally put you down if you take it too hard and start questioning. Life is to live practically and survive with no doubt. Live in trials practice and lets the fate decide. Whatever that was written here is nothing more for me to look at myself and realizing how people may not matters because nobody lived in your shoes. Having different personally and attitude may have made people misjudge you. You cannot change who you are but you can change who you can becomes in a process.

Encounter of countless trials which lead to failure and I do not regret it. Success to me is not justified by trials of action but to own it in a sense of accomplishment.  Wasted my years but again without all the sense of experience I will not grew into what I am today. Sometimes having a coffee doing nothing but simply be happy that is something money can’t buy. Yes the definition of happiness is simply be merrily and joyfully thanking the time at peace. Alhamdulillah for all praises to the Al-Mighty nothingness just silent in tune.

There are people keep asking me why I do not settle down. It’s not that I am too particular to be with whom, basically even when I am involve with relationships I do not declare it. I would rather let it be known for valid reason. Allah knows the best but then majority do not understand my significant answer. Whatever matters and trials are predestined. It does not mean I need sympathized. The truth is a relationship is not terms but responsibilities. If she can’t figure it out what the fuck I want to waste my time. I am maybe among the unluckiest guy to encounter few hijab women who are worse than bitch. But then I am not unlucky because I know where to stop. But I do not simplify or justified all women. Experience is valuable knowledge. Having vast experience mixing with people regardless who and humbly sharp observation that is a trump card, well in this world there are many assholes right? There are also many bitches.

“If she’s amazing, she won’t be easy. If she’s easy, she won’t be amazing. If she’s worth it, you won’t give up. If you give up, you’re not worthy. Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for. Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life. The winds that sometimes take something we love, are the same that bring us something we learn to love. Therefore we should not cry about something that was taken from us, but, yes, love what we have been given. Because what is really ours is never gone forever.”- Bob Marley

Bersalah Atau Tidak

Aku bersalah

Bila aku melihat dan tidak berkata

Mengata dan tidak melaku apa

Menunding mencari salah siapa

Sepatutnya aku perlu mencerminkan diri

Apa hak aku berkata begitu

Bukan pasal masalah siapa pun

Sebenarnya masalah aku sendiri

Mungkin kerap mencerca atau menghina

Aku telah pun bersalah

Apabila hanya bersantai mengikut telunjuk

Di mana hakikat akal berfikir entah ke mana

Bagai katak bawah tempurungnya

Lumrah mata hanya memandang keindahan mata

Apa yang tersirat tidak menyirat tersurat

Tidak mungkin wujud kesempurnaan

Di mana-mana bumi ini sekalipun

Pasti ada rahsiaNYA tersembunyi

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